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ta" = ~. - Fa -_ = a © > _ ARRESTED AT THE ALTAR. 8 _ unity of renewing his suit to the maiden for their immediate anion; and the application was now seconded by Sedley, who _ expressed himself anxious to sce the rite performed which ‘would give his Lucy a friend and protector when her oid uncle might be removed. “ We know not, my dear child,” he ' said, “how soon that may happen, and it is but prudent to Le Y for the worst.” Lucy's blue eyes swam in tears at the - thoughts called up by this remark; but she could no longer x — to comply, and extending her hand to Dudley, she whis -pered: 5 “You know why I have hesitated, Charles; you know my _ .* fears—you know all. If you are yet desirous of uniting your 4 fate with mine, here is my hand—and let the marriage take place when you will.” r : Se We need not pause to say that Charles seized the offers’ hand with ardor, nor mention what fervent kisses he printed on it as he pressed it between his own glowing palms. Ina = few minutes, Cato, mounted on Dudley’s horse, was seen dash- ing down the path toward Adrianopolis, and hardly an hour had elapsed before he again entered the apartment, his black, shining face dilated with a happy and intelligent grin, as he “4 round on the awkward form of the missionary, whom id 7 /™= a ushered in. _. _ The brief and simple marriage-ceremony, as performed by the _ ‘Presbyterian clergy, was completed, and the missionary (who, though aslow-minded man, was well educated and zealous) had been for some minutes engaged in fervent prayer, when a near trampling of horses interrupted the silence of devotion. In a moment after, five or six persons, headed by Hugh Overton, broke rudely into the room. A visibl< shudder passed over the frame of the old man when the voices were first heard ; and as the party entered, he buried his face deeper in his hands, and his heart beat so violently that it might almost have been heard knocking against his sides. de “ You are our prisoner!” exclaimed two or three voices in the same breath. “Phe old man started to his feet—but it was. Dudley that the + officers had seized. The room now presented a scene of the ut -- most confusion. Lucy, with a strong effort of self-control, had stifled the shriek that was rising to her lips; but sunk terrified --. wupona chair, her bosom ing-and panting with tumultu = ous and complicated emotions. Her uncle looked the very Ss of wretchedness. His knees trembled, and his face _ was alternately flushed and pale, as his eye shified with a quik : amazed glance from the officers to the prisoner, countenance ya snags Cato faded toa hue which, hai r, peen might have rendered his paternit 7 t og rea Bey San the missionary, still - ae - ins “en yurases of his prayer, looked on with eyes conmicbooks:com | & >